Horror. Blood, organs, violence. That's what I see every day as I'm slowly going insane. My name is Mark and I suffer from intrusive thoughts, hallucinations and delusions. Dissociation takes away the bit of reality I was holding onto. Sometimes I don't know what's real and what isn't. This is a diary about my life and experience with disabilities and how I struggle to keep going while my health is falling apart. Follow along my journey that will hopefully lead me to recovery someday. Warning: There will be detailed descriptions of my hallucinations and delusions that might be triggering for some people. I will be also talking about my trauma and disabilities so don't read if you are triggered by child neglect, abuse, ED, SH, body shaming, trans- and homophobia, suicide, bullying and ableism. Also the extreme violence of course. If you have similar experiences, feel free to vent in the comments.